The Madman
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It’s a silent shriek without a sound and he’s coming soon to your small town
He’s searching for something he won’t find; he’s a mad, mad man with a mad, mad mind
Half a fifth of Jack Daniels he wipes his nose and then takes a pull
He ain’t young and he ain’t old, he’s a troubled man with a morbid soul

Oh, the madman cometh

He don’t answer to no one, he’s no one’s papa he’s no one’s son
He won’t sleep ‘til their dead, he’s got a swazi on the top of his head
Down from the heavens from which he fell, he’s a demon child sent straight from hell
Throws one more shot of bourbon back, he’s a mean motherfucker he’s a man in black

The pigs are on his heels
Guns are drawn he’s in their sights
They think they’ve got their leads
But he’s a friend of the night

Like the ravage of a holy flood, three lay dead in a pool of blood
Above broken bodies madness stands, blood on his beard and blood on his hands
Hides in the shadows in the still of the night, you won’t see him comin’ no no
Done the deed and flees the scene, in the corner of your eye see the mad man running

Oh, the madman cometh

The pigs are on his heels
Guns are drawn he’s in their sights
They think they’ve got their leads
But he’s a friend of the night
They follow the trail of blood
Now they know they got their mark
But the mad man can’t be found
He disappears into the dark

It’s a silent shriek without a sound, well he’s coming soon to your small town
He’s searching for something he won’t find, he’s a mad, mad man with a mad, mad mind
Like an animal out of his den, you better hide your money, better hide your children
You can’t keep your fear at bay cause the mad man roams these streets today